Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

Akagi couldn't help cupping his cheeks against the firm back.

"Being so cared for by the commander, Chicheng's love is about to turn into a spring and flow out—"

"... Chicheng, I suggest you go back and lie on your stomach, meow. If you move too much, the place where the command post was just welded will crack meow. I don't want to give you an armor patch later on meow."

Akashi was holding one arm of the aircraft carrier with cold sweat on his head--so he could persuade him.

If she really came into heat in this place, the Heavy Cherry Alliance would probably lose face - a bunch of iron-blooded ships would be watching.

"...Can I take a bath today?" Akagi seemed to confirm that Dake had gone far away, Akagi suddenly put on a thoughtful face, and made a "request" to Akashi under the gaze of all the ship girls "at a respectful distance".

"It's okay to soak in hot springs." Akashi heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that it was Chicheng who wanted to enjoy it, and then healed his wounds obediently.

"Great... wash yourself clean, and then go to the commander, hehe..."

……

"Just now... thank you."

When he walked near the underground warehouse, Honolulu, who had followed Dake all the way, finally framed his chest with his arms awkwardly, looking a little shy... Although the expression on his face was still a bit reluctant: "If you suffer from that After a while, I might be unconscious... I didn't deploy the ship... That woman's tonnage is more than four times that of mine... If it wasn't for you..."

"You don't need to thank me, although I think...it is difficult for a light cruiser to fight an aircraft carrier with a single ship, but as long as you can reach the level of Worcester, there is still room for you, so let's work hard with him as the goal for the time being." Da Ke said Encourage her.

"Huh? Worcester? What kind of ship is that?"

Honolulu was about to say something to Dake, but the man pushed open the door of the warehouse and greeted Ron who was counting the goods.

"Are these supplies enough for us to go back and forth from Tokyo Bay?"

"It's more than enough for just a long-distance battle."

Ron's tea-brown eyes were a little hollow at first, but the moment he saw Dake, they seemed to turn into a slowly rotating black hole, trying to swallow him in.

However, that doesn't mean that Ron intends to hurt Da Ke - she doesn't have the courage for the time being, it's just because, among all the people, only the man in front of her is worthy of her energy, and it's just that she hides her nature in front of him.

Chapter 199 A Little Bit of Work

"If you're tired, leave it to Longfeng and the others. By the way, the other girls didn't look at you strangely, did they?"

After checking the list and confirming that there is no problem, Da Ke can be regarded as a little concerned about Ron.

He was quite afraid that Ron would conflict with Shigesakura, but he had to say that as long as she didn't get sick, this woman was very reliable at work, and her attitude towards others was always gentle.

"No, everyone in Sakura is very easy to get along with... It's just that being so gentle to me makes me a little uneasy." Ron leaned on his chest and said, those seemingly empty eyes moved to Huo Nu who was behind Lulu, she shivered all over.

"They don't want you, don't be too nervous."

Da Ke sighed: "It is correct to be prepared for danger in times of peace, but if you are too tense and misfire, it will be very troublesome to clean up..."

"I understand, so I will endure before going to sea to fight next time."

Ron seemed to understand Dake's faint threat, and also heard the implication that he would give priority to including her in the vanguard, and suddenly showed a smile as bright as a poppy.

"Fine, keep it up."

Da Ke patted Ron on the shoulder, and then realized that he did not ask Honolulu to disband, and the latter had followed him quite a distance, so he turned his head away:

"Aren't you going to eat?"

"...It's hard for me to blend into the atmosphere in the main hall right now." The red-haired patrol shook his head: "I see you're quite busy...so I wonder if there's anything I can do for you—"

After answering Dake's question with some trouble, her face was slightly clouded.

"...No, I suggest you move freely."

However, Da Ke extinguished her enthusiasm all at once.

The next step is to interrogate the prisoners of war. How could this kind of "dirty" work be done for Honolulu?

Besides, she didn't know what questions to ask.

"Eh... um." The latter froze all of a sudden.

"Wait a minute, I thought of it. I think you can go and communicate with the diamond-level girls stationed outside." Seeing her like this, Dake came up with an idea.

"Follow, follow the King Kong class?"

"Because their eldest sister is a close friend of St. Louis, you can start from there and gradually integrate into Sakura's activities."

"Really, is it really possible?"

"If you don't try, how will you know? Some people are very gregarious even if they seldom speak. I think you are that kind of person."

"Is this a compliment or a detriment to me..."

Puckering his mouth, Honolulu finally lost to Dake's serious eyes.

"Ah... I see. I'll go talk to them..."

Honolulu didn't know if he was angry but still seriously considered the proposal, and slipped out of the warehouse with great strides.

"You have to take care of each sister's mood. You are really hardworking." Ron smiled and took the list from Da Ke's hand.

"It's a bit hard, but it doesn't stop me from having fun."

Da Ke took off his hat and said without hesitation: "Thirty percent of my life is spent studying, thirty percent is spent fighting at sea, thirty percent is eaten and slept, and only the poor one percent is used to deal with interpersonal relationships, so I am very happy. Cherish the time I spent guiding you."

"..." Ron didn't speak, but his eyes on Dake became deeper and deeper.

Seeing her silent and terrifying smile, Da Ke couldn't help calling out the panel to check, and found that the girl's favorability had risen to 70.

That should be a good sign... right?

"If something is wrong, remember to communicate."

"Do not worry."

Dake couldn't bear Ron's "eager" gaze and turned around, only to find that Beffa was already waiting at the warehouse entrance.

She was always in the right place at the right time.

"Miss Ron."

"Miss Belfast."

The two ship girls seem to have done enough etiquette on the surface, but where they can't see, there are lightning and thunder in the air, and the fierce aura collides together, wishing to tear each other to pieces.

Beffa has a lot of experience with Ron's "cruelty", and he suffered a lot because of her in the Atlantic battlefield before.

Among all the iron-blooded competitors, it was Ron that she was most worried about.

Fortunately, the strength of the hull has increased now, and the level is also overwhelming Ron, so she doesn't have to worry too much about falling out with her on the spot.

Moreover, with the commander suppressing her, she dared not do anything wrong.

Only at this time, Beifa was sincerely grateful for Dake's tyrannical personal strength.After all, if Dake is an ordinary person, he still has to worry about his safety...

"The next step is to go to prison?"

"Well, we don't need too many people to go in this time, just the two of us are enough."

"Don't you need Ms. Z-23 to be the recording officer?"

"She's still studying, don't disturb her."

……

However... When Dake got on the small battery car prepared by Befa, the Z-23 on the other side was actually feeling his brand new "body".

"Amazing--"

She was amazed at the tall self in the dressing mirror.

"This is the body that the chameleon system designs to best fit your 17 or 8-year-old appearance through collecting data."

The eyes of the observer looking at Z-23 are also brilliant, but she is actually very pitiful for this girl——

For Da Ke, the psychological age shown by the opposite sex seems to be the main criterion for him to decide whether the other party is a person who can "deeply communicate".

He dared to attack the observer because the observer looked like an old woman who knew the "rules of the game" well, no matter how she talked or acted, and her appearance as a junior high school student was not in the scope of Dake's worries.

As for Nimi...

It's hard to say... Maybe the man simply thought that his relationship with Nimi should be purer?Similar to tutor and student?

"However, I feel that the thighs and... buttocks are too... such an image, will the Commander really like it?"

The "grown up" Nimi felt that his hot pants were a bit stretched, and because the chest part was greatly pulled up, the openings on both sides of the underarm tights extended a lot to the front... Originally His battle suit was exaggeratedly propped up, and it looked similar to Eugen's suit...

"He shouldn't be picky eaters. Some meat is better."

Rarely, the observer said a word of conscience.

"Really? Why do you know the Commander so well?"

"I picked Zeppelin first, what do you think?"

"Well……"

If you look at it this way, your own advantages don't seem to be obvious.

Although his appearance has become more and more refined, the original short hair is now lying on his shoulders—a little bit more mature, and his figure is the same, but the "grown up" Nimi still looks stern, with a solemn expression mixed Mixed with a little loveliness and confusion.

"I, when I grow up, I still can't compare to Sister Eugen and the others!"

As a result, after admiring it for about 5 minutes, Nimi made a sudden leap and landed on the bed, covered his little face in shame and rolled, hugged the pillow again, and buried it on his chest.

"That can't be helped... After all, you are just a destroyer, not a heavy cruiser or something like that, so the hardware configuration is not comparable."

Observers seemed to appreciate Nimi's shy and frustrated performance, but Z-1 didn't realize it until after rolling for nearly a minute—someone was watching, and the other party was even a former enemy.

The blush on her face further expanded, and she let go of the arm that was holding the pillow tremblingly.

"But believe me, as long as your conversation doesn't deliberately show your 'mature' side, that man will pay more attention to you. You are his captain."

Walking over and lying on the bed with Nimi, the familiar siren held Nimi's cheeks and admired them a lot:

"Sometimes being too serious will make people think you are not mature enough?"

"You haven't said why you want to help me! It's been a long time—"

After muttering, Nimi finally returned to his original appearance.

She always felt that if she really used this image to seduce the commander, it would be no different from selling her soul to the devil.

This kid is really brain-dead, and he is almost done.